We want to extend a great big teary-eyed thank you to one of our dearest friends and members of the Kombu family – Sheri Garf. Sheri has decided to take a sabbatical from her time at the editors desk where she did a brilliant job week after week.
As you already know, Sheri has served our Kombu community with a generous heart, a sharp wit, and an insightful perspective as she crafted our weekly newsletters and blog. We were insanely lucky to have her in our life when we needed her gifts, and that she was available to take over the delicate and critical job of communicating with you all with consistently high quality and thoughtful articles.
Sheri has been writing for you for well over a year – can you believe how time flies? Every week I learn something and smile, and find myself consistently envious of her gift as a communicator.
Our hope is to work with her again, and also hope she knows how much she means to us as a friend and as a partner in the service of you our Kombu family. We have nothing but love, admiration, and gratitude for her and wish her the very best in the next chapter of her beautiful life. We love you Sheri!
For the time being we will be sending out only menus and basic housekeeping messages in the weekly newsletter, and as always invite your thoughtful comments and feedback. We especially invite your feedback about Sheri. We will share any replies to this email with you as a special public thank you to Sheri from you the Kombu family.
I was certified as a yoga instructor almost 10 years ago. It was, and still is, one of the best programs in the country and my 200-hours of training have served me well. That being said, I am ready for more.
I am ready to go to the next level. I am ready to be inspired. I am ready to work hard towards achieving a goal. I am ready to bring my students more. I’m not ready to leave my kids and my husband for nine days — four times — to do the training, though.
Despite that, I registered for the 500-hour program and will soon be attending the first nine-day training module. I am scared. I am excited but I am scared. Oh, and I feel a little guilty, too. I’ve never left my family for more than a weekend, and I am not comfortable doing something just for me. My husband travels often for business, but that is part of his job. It’s something he does for our family, so there isn’t any guilt associated with it. My training isn’t required.
However, I am hoping that I will return home as a better version of myself. After that much yoga and intensive study, I imagine that I will feel stronger, more confident, more patient, and more excited about life. I anticipate that I will not only be reenergized as a teacher, but as a person, a wife, and a mom. Hmmm, maybe this isn’t just for me…
I’m so excited to be getting a new car! I keep cars for a very long time, which means I will be trading in one with a cassette tape player. Yes, I can still play tapes. Anyway, in anticipation, I started cleaning out my car. I’ll admit that my car is far from immaculate, but mostly it’s water bottles and toys on the floor of the back seat, and tissues and snack wrappers stuffed in doors. (I know. Gross.) Every week or so I do a fast sweep and get it back to respectable. Clearly, I hadn’t cleaned out my glove compartment in a while, though. I had absolutely no idea how much stuff was in there. (Did people really keep gloves in those once upon a time?)
Anyway, I started emptying. Along the way I found some very important things like the registration and title. I’m sure the title isn’t supposed to be kept in there, but at least I have it. Of course I kept the car’s original paperwork and manuals I never referenced. Plus, I found at least a dozen lollipops, numerous pens, a lot of written warnings, old cards, mini speakers, a bungee cord, two lighters, mints, hand wipes, years of oil change and tire rotation receipts, two pairs of sunglasses, napkins, straws, band-aids, three whoopee cushions, a school picture, a check book, a diaper changing pad, binder clips…
Seriously, the amount of stuff in there was silly. And no, I had no idea what was in there. It’s a good thing I cleaned it out, though. I found $400 of AMEX gift cards that were misplaced a year ago!
The moral of the story? Hidden clutter is still clutter. Even though you can’t see it, it’s there and probably has an impact on your life. I definitely worried about those gift cards for a while and felt bad when I decided they were lost. So when you think of decluttering your life and get overwhelmed thinking about the closets and the basement and the other projects that are so huge they will take days or weeks…step back and decide to start small. The glove compartment. Your wallet. One junk drawer. The cabinet under your bathroom sink. Cleaning out even a small area can feel really good, and you never know what you may find!